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Thursday, March 26, 2015

It's everyone's favorite day of the month over here on the blog!! The day when a guest blogger visits and shares her craziness by Owning It!! Today, one of my very close friends in blog-land AND the real world is here sharing some funnies...Andrea from Momfessionals!! In this post, Andrea totally owns it and one of the things I love the very most about her is that she does that in real life as well. I have been
LOVING this series and laugh so hard every time Erika has someone guest post
for her and when she asked me to participate my first thought was, “I’m soooooo
not quirky”. But as I started thinking
about it, jotting things down and asking Dave about my “quirks” I quickly
realized that I am crazy quirky.

- ONE –

My AMAZING Athletic Abilities…. And by
amazing I mean none.

I am clumsy,
uncoordinated and have zero athletic ability whatsoever. That said, I typically hold a basketball one
time a year at our School’s Back-To-School retreat for the staff free throw
contest and EVERY year I make it on the first shot. It’s amazing.

(the pic above is when I was nominated - as a joke - to participate in the Staff vs. Students volleyball game. I played awful, but I looked cute!!!)

- TWO –

I’m a sympathetic blusher (and crier).

I blush and
I blush HARD. If something embarrassing
happens, I can feel the heat starting on my neck and moving upward until it
reaches my forehead. I start off pink
and quickly turn to bright red. In high
school I had an English teacher who (lovingly) called me glow worm. ;) The worst part is that I blush on other
people’s behalf as well. If something
embarrassing happens to YOU…. I blush.
If something embarrassing happens to someone on TV… I blush. It’s uncontrollable and totally obvious. I’m also a sympathetic crier. If someone around me is crying I can’t hold
back the tears.

In many situations, I'm SO thankful you do this. :) That way I'm not the only one turning red. haha!

- THREE –

I HATE E.T.

I watched
E.T. at about age 4 (I think) while at a neighbor’s house and I’ve been
emotionally scarred ever since. For
YEARS I was terrified to go to the bathroom at night because I was CONVINCED I
was going to pull back the shower curtain and he was going to be laying there
in the tub all white and sick. My middle
schoolers know about my E.T. phobia and over the years I’ve received E.T. dolls,
keychains and pencils and have even had them create and post pictures like
these…

- FOUR –

I’m HORRIBE with accents.

If you have
an accent, chances are I understand less than 70% of what you’re saying. I am AWFUL with accents! We moved from Canada to North Carolina when I
was in the second grade and my teacher was LOVELY, but she also had a super
thick southern accent (not “Texas southern”… “Carolina Southern”). Her drawl was completely foreign to me and I
was continually asking for clarification on directions and then got sent
outside the room on multiple occasions for talking to my tablemates (I was
asking them to re-explain things to me).
I told my mom that my problems were that “I don’t understand”, but was
too young to explain that I couldn’t understand because I literally couldn’t understand
what she was saying. Midway through the
year she had a baby, we got in a long
term sub who was from somewhere up north, I immediately made a turnaround in
the classroom and they were able to figure out that I couldn’t understand her
accent ;) Thankfully, after lots of time
in the South I can now understand almost any drawl.

On another
occasion, Dave and I were vacationing in the Dominican Republic and the sweet
girl who was checking us in to our hotel was giving me directions and
instructions and when she went to get us our key I turned to Dave and go, “I
have no clue what she said… my Spanish is horrible!” and he goes, “Andrea… she
was speaking English”.

When I was
pregnant with Luke, the nurse who taught our birthing class recommended buying
a pillow specifically to take to the hospital so you didn’t have to take one of
your bedroom pillows (I’m not sure why, but Luke was my first and I did
everything I was told. Everything). I bought a pillow and even made a cute fun,
floral case for it (because it was pre-kids and I had all kinds of time to
craft and sew and such). I brought it to
the hospital and fell in LOVE!!!! I
bought the pillow at Target and have never been able to find the exact same
one. It’s literally the perfect
pillow. It’s squishy, but not too
squishy. It’s never gotten lumpy and it
always has a cool side. Since I don’t
have two of them I can’t officially use it on my bed (like when it’s made), so
it hangs out as an extra and I use it EVERY night. Mason has taken a liking to my “flower pillow
“and he takes it to bed with him almost every night and then before I go to bed
I go in his room and take it back. Hahaha

So if you’re
looking at my pictures and see a weird floral pillow – that’s why.

PS - I feel like now I've challenged you all to a game of Where's Waldo and you're constantly going to be spotting my "flower pillow" in all my pics :)

- SIX –

My desire to never hurt anyone’s feelings
runs DEEP.

I am a total
pleaser and I am aware that I’m a pleaser.
I HATE the thought of anyone being disappointed in me or even worse the
thought that I've hurt someone’s feelings.
When I was in Elementary School and I would be invited to a sleepover my
mom would tell me that I could bring one stuffed animal with me. I had a favorite bear, but I didn't want my
other animals to get their feelings hurt, so before a sleepover I would take
all my stuffed animals into my closet to play “tea party”. I would play for a few minutes and then I
would sneak one out of the closet, shut the doors and loudly announce that I
was running downstairs to get something.
My stuffed animals were left unaware that I was taking my favorite bear
with me and I wasn't left feeling guilty.
I’m a hot mess.

- SEVEN –

Hot tea makes everything better.

Seriously
though. Hot tea makes EVERYTHING better. I don’t drink alcohol (no really… I’ve never
drank anything alcoholic…. I have nothing against it, I’ve just never really
had a desire to, maybe because of hot tea???), but when I get home after a long
day I want a cup (or four) of tea. I
blame my Canadian/British roots, but I’m obsessed. I’m really particular about my tea – it has
to be extra hot English Breakfast tea (a black tea) with a splash of skim milk
and a sweet and low. I’ve tried
peppermint, green, oolong, earl grey, etc. and none of those can compare. I drink it even when it’s 110 degrees
outside. I love hot tea.

(My favorite part of vacation at the Homestead??? TEA TIME!!! And yes... I'm prego with Mason)Is it crazy that I've NEVER had hot tea?? Maybe we should plan a tea date?

- EIGHT –

I hate seafood. All seafood.

I have NEVER
liked seafood. EVER.

I can’t even
eat a Calfiornia roll because I feel like the seaweed has a fishy taste. Everyone thinks they can “convert me” with
the whole, “I swear…. This one doesn’t even taste like fish” line and every
time I want to puke my guts out. Even
Caesar salads that have too much anchovy paste are unpalatable. Dave loves fish, but he knows that it he eats
fish he won’t be getting even a peck until probably the next day. We used to vacation on the Carolina beaches
where the “daily catch” is plentiful and I survived those weeks eating hush
puppies ;)

I chaperoned a trip to Houston and we ate lunch at a seafood restaurant on the boardwalk... hence the hush puppies ;)

Really?? You think the seaweed has a fishy taste? I've never tasted that before, but now I'm going to be REALLY thinking about that little piece of seaweed!

- NINE –

Excessively thick hair.

I’m aware
that LOTS of people think/say they have really thick hair. I’d challenge any of those people to a “hot
head” contest because apparently, medically, I have so many hair follicles it
makes it almost impossible for heat to escape from my head like it’s supposed
to when you’re hot. Hence… my face turns
purple when I’m hot and leads people to making me lie down with a cool cloth on
my face on more occasions than I’d like to admit. I did hunter jumping when I lived in North
Carolina and when all the other girls were wearing gorgeous black velvet riding
helmets with their coats and riding pants I was sporting a special plastic
ventilated helmet since when I wore the velvet ones I had a tendency to pass
out and fall off the horse. –

- TEN –

I read when I blow dry my hair.

I’ve
mentioned that I read while I blow dry my hair to a couple of friends and the
looks of confusion and puzzlement that I received have led me to believe that
this is a quirk. But it’s true…. I am
HORRENDOUS at the round brush and so when I blow dry I just use my fingers to
kind of help the process along and I usually flip my head over and put a book
on my lap to read while I dry. When the
bottom layers are done I put a book on the counter and read while I dry the top
layers. Anyone else do this??? It’s not just a side effect of being a busy
mom… I did this all the time growing up as well. My mom would come upstairs and find me blow
drying my hair and reading Lurlene McDaniel books (did anyone else read these
books??? LOVE!!!)

I'm going to need Dave to take a picture of this in action!!!

Well, there you go - ten of my quirkiest quirks. ;)

Andrea, thank you SO SO much for sharing your crazy with us today!! I definitely learned some fun stuff and I'm still questioning, "How does her book stay open in her lap while she's blow drying her hair"?? hahaha!! I'm sure we could all relate to at least one of your quirks!! THANK YOU for Owning It!! XOXOIn case you've missed any of the other "Owning It" posts, check them out here...You can read Kelly @ Kelly's Korner HERE.

This is great. I love that you steal the pillow back from Mason at night. I did that with my nephew and my bear when he slept at my house haha.... and reading while drying your hair is talent girl... Dave def needs to snap a pic of that! And I'm with ya on hot tea...it's the best thing. I love Tetley's British Blend or PG Tips!

Love your post! I also love hot tea. My family can't understand why but I just do. Maybe it's the warmth going down. And I can totally relate on being fair to my stuffed animals. When I was younger I rotated who I slept with so their feelings don't get hurt.

how funny! i have A LOT of hair, so it takes me FOREVER to blow it dry,and it's naturally as straight as a board so i dont even need to brush while i blow it dry! i read also!!! sometimes i'll do squats too :) gotta keep it tight! hahaha :)

I love these posts!! I always hated seafood too (a whole fish on a plate just doesn't look appetizing to me) but I recently have taken a liking to tilapia and crab so I guess I'm on the bandwagon now! Ah! I'm seriously impressed you read while drying your hair. I need to perfect that. ;)

So much love for Lurlene McDaniel, I think I read everyone of those books between the ages of 14-20. Also, I totally did the same thing with my dolls and Barbies. I would set up a nice meal or tea party and then when I was sure they were distracted I'd excuse my favourite to "get more tea" and then we'd leave and go to a sleepover where she got to play with my best friends Barbies!

I LOVE seeing that other ladies around my age hate ET also! I mean seriously!!! He is soooo creepy!! My parents took my brother and I to the theater to see it, 10 minutes in my dad had to carry me out. To this day if I see ET I want to throw up!

Andrea I can really relate to your turning red and getting embarrassed for others. One time our pastor called out 2 girls who were talking near the front row (we go to a mega church so this was a big deal) and I turned beat red for them...it wasn't even at our physical campus and I was so embarrassed for them.

I too am a people pleaser and cannot understand people's accents to save my life. You should see me at the nail salon. It's like that Anjelah Johnson nail salon video. One time the girl asked me if I wanted a Deluxe or Regular pedicure and I answered "I know. It's been a long time since I got my nails done." ?? My friend died laughing and corrected me...so embarrassing! Loved reading your post!

Oh my goodness I'm terrified of ET too! The other night there was something on instagram with ET in it and I told my husband about my ridiculous fear and he thought it was hilarious. I also hate any and all seafood :) thanks for sharing your quirks. We have many in common!

I love these posts! I can't eat seafood since I'm allergic to it, but I don't think I'd like it. Just looking at shrimp and crab and all that stuff makes me queasy. I have never heard of anyone reading while drying their hair (unless it's at a salon). I don't get the chance to read very much, maybe I need to give it a shot!

I, too, am a distracted dryer! It takes forever to dry and I will read, squat, clean (I have a long, long cord on my home dryer) most of the time then only actually brush and dry for about a minute in the mirror! Although, I've become just a Saturday night dryer-church hair...so I'm behind on my reading. This was a fun post to read!

This was so fun!!I thought I was the weirdest person in the world because I have ALWAYS read when I blow dried my hair, too!! So glad to hear I'm not the only one :) and the blushing thing? Yeah, ain't no way for me to play off being embarrassed...my face gives it away every time. I feel like I am literally radiating heat. And my face doesn't just turn red when I'm embarrassed it will turn red when I'm suddenly put on the spot - I hate being the center of attention!

OMG I am terrified E.T too!!! I had the exact same experience as a child and was always scared to check behind the shower curtain because I thought he was going to be in there or in my closet or under my bed!

My roommates in college once printed out about 100 pictures of ET on April Fools Day and posted them all over our dorm room...in my bed, in all of my drawers, in the shower, and the worst was when I thought I had taken down all of the pictures I went to class the next day, opened my binder and there he was...a picture of E.T! I just about lost it in my class!